Finally, the day was here: I was leaving Melbourne and heading back to the alpine region, to Bright, where I'd finally realise what I'd been dreaming about doing for the last 12 months. Travelling anywhere new, or at least less visited, almost always excites me, usually resulting in me being…

Waking up in Beechworth felt like waking up in a small coastal village in the Scottish Highlands: the weather and landscape fitted almost perfectly. We headed back – this time along the main road instead of hammering along a dirt track again – to Georgetown for food, a look around,…

Waking up to the sun shining the tent and warming up the stunning landscape, that we'd not fully appreciated in the fading light of the drive in, was awesome, made only better by how similar to Scotland it was. Trying to keep planning minimal we settled on a rough clockwise…

Two days after our snap-decision to spend a few weeks in Tasmania, Kevin and I were on The Spirit of Tasmania I, backing away from Melbourne pier, watching in awe at the hundreds of big jelly fish being thrown about in the swell of the ship's bow thrusters. Even up…

With 2 weeks festive rest behind me I was back on the road, this time heading south with a much clearer idea of where I was going. In just over a week the next paragliding licence course would be starting in Bright and there was nowhere I'd rather be then,…

My week of sleeping in the boot of my car was over – I was back to a nice bed, regular shower, and good food in the comfort of my auntie and uncle's house in Sydney. Since I arrived in Perth in August I aimed to be in Sydney for…

Now that I'd spent a few days charting the less travelled corners of the Blue Mountains, it was time to hit the main drag and see the big ticket attractions, not that I was really sure what they were. I'd came to rely on the CAMPS road atlas as, not…

After the lack-lustre dawn at Kanangra Walls I headed back through the Jenolan caves and onto Rydal where there was a campsite which offered a much needed shower. In hindsight, I shouldn't have bothered paying the day-entry rate of $4 and just ran to the showers while I used the…

Even though I'd been given a driven tour of the route I should take out of Sydney the night before, I still - as expected - somewhere near the CBD didn't find my way onto Broadway, starting 15 minutes of stopping, reading the map, heading off for a few minutes…